I did it...I finally did it. Lydia is...she's dead. I just couldn't deal with this shit any longer. Ever since I moved into the city of Whiterun, all the lass has done was laze around my house. She never cooked, she never cleaned and in all honesty she was the worst lay in all of Tamriel.
I told her we had an epic quest to complete, and that it required reaching the top of the Throat of the World. This immediately put a sparkle in her eyes. She believed me, and prepared immediately. We arrived on location no problem. Just a few bandits here and there, nothing I couldn't handle even on my own.
When we arrived, I told her to climb the rock nearest the ledge, and tell me what she saw. She looked out, so innocently. Just gazed out in the distance, clueless of what was about to happen. She looked so beautiful in her way of mindless land-gazing. As she continued to stare, I said to her "Lydia, would you please turn around for a moment. There is something I want to tell you." In a gleeful manner she responded quickly "Yes, my thane?!"
I just looked at her cute, innocent smile. Without further prolonging this terrible action, I looked into her eyes and shouted "FUS RO DAH!!!" and watched her limp body fly over the mountain, and collide with the earth. I did not go searching for her body afterward. I did not want to be apart of it anymore.
She's gone. Finally gone.